#475-Seeing
18/11/2018
These days,
I smile at strangers,
When out for a walk.
Shy smiles,
Receive polite nods.
Happy ones from the heart,
Sunshine.
Like a mirror,
They reflect me.
As window panes,
Echo reality.
Untainted truth cannot hide.
It shines through.
Like simple life-lessons,
That arrive,
Late in life.
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